Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Outside the palace, the tenth prince Yinzhen covered his mouth tightly and laughed until his head fell off.

Inside the palace, Yinreng quietly lit candles for his eighteenth brother.

There were all kinds of weird CPs in the front and twisted interpretations of the Analects in the back. Without watching, he knew how dark Khan Ama's face was at the moment and how eager he was to straighten out his eighteenth brother.

as predicted.

Kangxi put down the memorial in his hand and asked, "How do you understand Confucius' saying: There are three faults in serving a gentleman. Speaking before the time is called rashness, not speaking when the time is right is called concealment, and speaking without seeing the color of the face is called blindness?"

[Confucius said that when serving a gentleman and talking to him, you should be careful to avoid three mistakes. If you speak before he asks you, you are impatient. If you don't speak after he asks you, you are concealing. If you speak without checking the gentleman's expression, you are blind.]

[It’s easy to understand. You just need to understand the ways of the world. But…]

[The question is, when Kangxi's father suddenly said this, did he hope that I would understand or that I would not understand?]

Yinxuan was confused, blinking his big eyes and staring at Kangxi intently.

Trying to find some clues from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

As a result, he was judged as a poor student: "When I was young, I read a book 120 times as the standard. I read it 120 times and memorized it 120 times. If I didn't do this, I would not be able to understand the meaning of the book thoroughly."

"Your brothers are all like this, and you were like this before. But unfortunately you got sick when you were accompanying the emperor on the autumn hunt last time, and you haven't been feeling well. Now you are well again, and it's time to..."

[No way, no way? Father Kangxi wouldn't ask me to do his 120 repetitions of Dafa, and not let me read Mao in Shen out, and write from morning till night, literature and martial arts, right?]

[Eternal Heaven!]

[He himself was so tired that he vomited blood because of this, and he still asked his sons to come? He really wanted his children to go through the same hardships he had gone through!]

Yinzhen kept complaining in his heart, but on the surface he just hugged Kangxi's thighs and cried skillfully, "Khan Ama said that my son was not feeling well, how could you have the heart to torture him like this? My son has just recovered from a serious illness!"

"Wow, please love your son and relax your expectations on him! You already have more than a dozen excellent sons, so one less won't make a big difference..."

Kangxi, who was caught off guard and held in the arms, twitched his lips slightly: "What's wrong with you? Get out of my way!"

"If Khan Ama doesn't agree, my son won't let go."

Kangxi:......

Before today, he would not have been willing to ask too much of this kid.

After all, he almost lost his son in Mulan Paddock. Fortunately, the gods did not let him down and his ancestors were kind. Not only did they not take his son's life, but they also gave him a great opportunity and made him a great star of the Qing Dynasty.

Then shouldn't he be well fed and well treated, so that the relationship between him and his parents and brothers will become deeper and deeper? In this way, the chatterbox will care, feel sentimental, and speak his mind, which will help them to avoid danger and seek good fortune!

But Kangxi could no longer bear this weird CP and the distorted interpretation of the Analects.

His idea is even somewhat in sync with Yinzhen's: as long as he doesn't die from learning, he will study hard until he dies, and he will make this little crooked thing straight!

We will never let his distorted interpretations have a chance to be passed on to future generations.

Yinxuan couldn't hear his inner voice, otherwise he would have asked him in a low voice: Have you ever thought that those outstanding netizens were originally from later generations, and he was just an ordinary porter?

However, he could not hear, nor could he imagine that this unexpected disaster was actually a secret thought in his heart.

It was all thanks to his hard work that Dad Tiger didn't rob him of his lazy sleep time, which he had worked so hard to win.

I haven't really practiced Dafa 120 times seriously.

But success has a buffer period.

Yinzhen cried until his eyes turned red, and he didn't forget to extend his hand to make a pinky promise with Kangxi: "Here, let's make a deal! On the first day of the 48th year, my son will complete his homework on time and in the required amount. Not only me, but all my brothers, younger brothers, and nephews who are still studying don't have to be limited to the number of 120 times. Just learn it and learn it thoroughly."

“What if you haven’t finished it?”

"Of course I am willing to accept the loss and follow Khan Ama's teachings one hundred and twenty times from now on! Come on, let's make a pinky promise and hang ourselves. We won't change for a hundred years. Anyone who changes will be a bastard~"

Kangxi froze and looked at Yinzhen in disbelief: "Not only did you cheat me like this, but you also didn't let yourself go?"

When asked this question, even Yinreng, who was about to laugh, twitched his lips slightly: Good man, no matter which of the father and son goes back on his word, he will be implicated as well!

Yin Xuan, who was really smooth talking, laughed: "No, it doesn't matter, right? As long as both of us abide by the agreement, nothing will happen. Or..."

As soon as Kangxi saw the look of 'Or are you going to go back on your word and enrich yourself', he was afraid that he could not control his restless hands.

cough cough.

It is only natural for a father to educate his son, but the one in front of him is the auxiliary star of the Qing Dynasty.

Anyone who leaks information will be strangled by an invisible hand and experience the feeling of suffocation for free.

Fight him?

Kangxi didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be, nor did he dare to try it easily. What if the boy was born with a natural talent and died after letting him try?

Seeing that Kangxi's 48th year was approaching, the time left for him to check for omissions, make arrangements and work together with his sons was not much, and naturally he could not afford to waste any time.

Therefore, Emperor Kangxi waved his hand and said, "It's getting late. You should go back to the prince's residence and wash up and rest. Otherwise, you will not grow taller if you stay up too late."

Yinxuan:!!!

If it were in the past, he would definitely not have had such concerns.

After all, the northern man had already exceeded 180 in his first year of high school. But now...

He looked at Kangxi's height of 169 cm, and then looked at his second brother, the Crown Prince, who was only five or six centimeters taller than him.

He suddenly felt a sense of crisis: "Getting enough sleep is secondary. My son thinks it is necessary to add some cow's milk, goat's milk, etc."

"Oh? Is this necessary?"

[Of course! There is a slogan in daily life that a cup of milk strengthens a nation, and in Greater China there is an advertisement that a pound of milk a day strengthens the Chinese people. Although it is a little exaggerated, dairy products do nourish people. They can supplement calcium and various nutrients, which is of great significance to height growth.]

Unfortunately, these are not what a young prince in the deep palace like him should or can understand.

Yinzhen had no choice but to use the Mongolian Baturu as a shield: "Of course! You may not have noticed, but I have watched carefully. During the autumn hunt, those Mongolian warriors were all tall and strong! I have asked them, and they have been addicted to calf, sheep, and horse milk since they were little, and they have milk cakes and fried dough sticks every day..."

The kid was so active in finding excuses to justify drinking milk, what else could Kangxi say?

Drink, drink, drink. If you don’t mind the fishy smell, just drink it!

[Is this a big deal? Not at all! It's just a little fishy. When boiling milk, add some tea leaves, almonds, vinegar, or green beans and carrots to remove the odor and enrich the taste. Boil, remove the odor, filter, sieve, and you can even make milk powder~]

[Many heroines in Qing Dynasty novels rely on this to win favor or make achievements. Can a small cup of milk change the situation of Manchuria and Mongolia?]